Date: Fri, 23 Dec 2011 10:58:29 +0100
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Kane: The Early Years Part Four
The Present again
`You're hungry,' Tracey said, his hand rubbing my stomach. `I not only
heard the rumbling of your stomach but felt it too. Come on, let me cook
dinner and you can carry on back here in bed after you've had me for
dessert,' he finished with a giggle. In fact I had him before dinner.
We'd gone into the kitchen, not bothering to put any clothes or gown
on, where he started preparing the meal while I opened a bottle of wine and
after pouring out two glasses, sat down and watched him move about.
What a pleasing and erotic sight to see the cheeks of his bum move
independently as he walked about, causing me to have an erection. He smiled
at seeing this but teased me by not touching me but carried on with the
making of our meal. It wasn't until everything was either in pots on the
stove or in the oven that he came over to where I was sitting and went down
onto his knees and took the head of my erection into his mouth.
I loved kissing those lips that became clamped round the base of the
head and used his tongue to tease me, but only for a moment before he stood
up and smiled back at me. I knew what he was waiting for and took hold of
myself and held it up as he then got astride of my thighs and slowly
lowered himself down. The cheeks of his bum moving apart because of his
widened legs made the entrance to his backside easy to settle itself to the
head of my cock and with his hands on my shoulders, sat down.
I could feel the head being compressed somewhat as it widened him
until it moved into him and with that inside and him giving out the usual
gasp, sank right down on the whole of my cock till he was sitting on my
thighs. He gave out a big sigh as he wiggled himself into a comfortable
position, flexing his muscle and making my cock twitch inside him before he
leaned forward and kissed me.
`I do love you husband,' he whispered in my ear as he began to move
himself up and down on my throbbing cock up inside him. I loved him too and
held him with firm hands to help him in his moving as he literally fucked
himself on me. Loved him by having myself where I now was, giving pleasure
to him as well as what he was giving me and couldn't hold myself back and
soon began bouncing him up and down on my erection. I also loved fucking
him bare back for there is more feeling than having my cock encased in a
rubber sheath.
`Oooh,' he gurgled with a smile as he felt the first surge spray of
semen hit his insides. He gave out more as I kept shooting my load up into
him until I came to a stop and he gave a little wiggle and held me tight as
he kissed me. `That was lovely,' he said, breaking off the kiss and slow
and tantalising, he lifted himself up and I felt myself leaving his body
until he was clear. `I'm not sucking on that till you've washed it clean,'
he said, `but it doesn't stop you from sucking on mine before you do,' and
moved back a little way, his cock sticking out proud from his groin. I
eased myself off the chair and went down onto my knees and with my hands to
the cheeks of his bum, took the head of his cock into my mouth.
He cooed as he felt the heat cover the head and in using my lips,
forced the foreskin down for my tongue to move over the bared flesh and
tease the G string, making him quiver at the pleasing sensations that I
knew he was getting from this action.
This was the next best place to have a cock, pushing the tongue up
firmly to the sliding cock, pressing it to the upper palate as his hands
came to the sides as he began to face fuck me. The length of his penis when
erect was just short of touching the back of my throat in doing this,
burying my nose into his pubic hairs with every forward thrust. I loved the
smell of him as I took him this way and loved to feel his sperm hit the
back on my throat as he came, letting some slide down but holding most of
it to roll round my mouth before swallowing.
When he'd finished and I licked round the head to clean him up, he
stroked my hair.
`What a darling man I have for a husband,' he said when I rose up and
we held each other tight as we kissed. `But,' he said, breaking off that
kiss, `dinner should now be ready,' moving out of my arms and got out a
pinny from a drawer and quickly put in on to protect his front. It was one
of that kind that waitresses wore, quite small at the front with a large
pocket there and two long straps that tied into a bow at the back. These
would hang down the back hiding the cleft in the cheeks of his bum and when
wearing this, turned me on as much as seeing him in female underwear. But I
wasn't aroused this time only having had him a few minutes before, so after
washing myself, moved my chair closer to the table as he served up our
dinner.
As always, it was lovely and I'm glad that I had fallen in love with
him being able to cook so well where I was useless at cooking. He sat down
opposite me and even though he wasn't wearing his female bra and didn't
have any tits to show, he still looked more of a woman than a man . Well
the smile said it all and when he did use make-up, you couldn't tell the
difference with his hair brushed forward and down the sides of his head to
frame his perfect features. It was his face as well as his slim, lithe body
that fooled everybody and the fact that he even sang like a woman, and a
beautiful voice it was too.
With a full stomach that stopped the rumbling, we went back to bed,
leaving the washing up for Kate to do in the morning. She was now living in
with Charlie and saw to the cleaning of the apartment as well as cooking us
breakfast every morning.
I couldn't help but goose Tracey as his bum was in front of me as he
got on the bed, making him jump as he sprawled out and waited for me to get
on and into his arms for more kissing before we settled down.
Back to the Past and into the Present.
Being where I now was, I was able to use the name of being the Foreign
Office in finding out when my sergeant Charlie Feathers service time was
up. They not knowing that he wouldn't be signing on for another two years
or more, that he would be leaving in five months time.
I got the agent who looked after my properties to get the people who
were renting one of the ground floor apartments out into another one that
was empty using renovations needing to be done to one they would be
vacating. But agreed when they were told that it was being converted into
two apartments, one being only of two bedrooms and a single bedroom one. It
was in this latter that would be for Charlie but also have installed a room
that would hold two large industrial washing machines and a tumble dryer as
well as having the means for ironing to be done.
Charlie had agreed to see to doing the laundry as well as the ironing
for the residents of the building if they so desired and it would give him
a bonus in doing this though I said that a quarter of this should be put
into the kitty for the materials and electricity used which was acceptable.
I had workers come in to do this and was promised, after seeing the
plans I'd drawn up for them to follow, that it would be completed in four
months. They also were told, that if it was done properly and satisfactory,
they would then have another three to do later.
My first real job for Spencer was a strange one for it meant me
putting a uniform back on again. An army camp which I am not going to name,
had asked for someone to investigate what amounted to theft of stores of
not only food but military equipment too. So dressed up as a captain again,
presented myself to the colonel, him not knowing of my court martial but
accepted that I had indeed been a captain but now worked with
Intelligence. It was only him and the adjutant who knew why I was there and
it was aired in the mess that I was working with the adjutant in a liaison
capacity. This wasn't queried by the other officers and knew that the
soldiers stationed there would soon know my reason for being there.
It took me seven weeks to see the pattern and who was involved and
another week to prove it, catching the culprits in the act so to speak. The
regiment's colonel was highly delighted as well as Spencer and it was a
feather, albeit a small one, in my hat, but welcomed nevertheless. Not much
happened over the next few months except that the downstairs apartment had
been finished and I was pleased with what the builders and decorators had
done.
One of these decorator's, though he liked to be referred to as a
designer, was gay and had a boy friend that he lived with. But found that
he wouldn't say no to a little bit on the side as it were and so a couple
of times while the jobs were being done, would slope off and join me in my
apartment.
It was nice to once again have a naked man in bed with me for us to
both suck on each other's erection and taking and giving the emissions we
brought forth. Also to have the bare cheeks in front of me to be parted and
have my cock once again being used in that tight orifice as well as having
the same done to me. But with the work finished, we said goodbye having
both enjoyed our sessions together, the only drawback to him already having
a partner was that I couldn't get him to sleep over.
Well I couldn't for it wasn't long before Charlie showed up having now
left the army and moved in to his new home and job, so it wouldn't be right
for him to see that I was entertaining another male in my apartment of a
night. It was only when I had Tracey move in with me did he then know that
I was a homosexual for he had known him as a small boy having come from
Whitechapel himself. But this didn't alter our relationship or his ability
in looking after the building for me.
He told me of the dates that the other three who would also take on
the job of being caretakers and it fitted in with expected time of the
other apartments being altered in the same way and so over that period of
twelve months, they too moved in.
I got the same story from them, slightly different in their telling
but it boiled down to the same thing. It hadn't been the same since I had
left and had been led by officers not as competent as I had been, so they
said, though they survived where quite a few of the others hadn't and were
glad to be able to leave the army when their time was up. Not just these
few but the whole of the squad that I had led had opted to leave too.
It was during this period that I met Reggie Kershaw in a gay bar and
got to stay overnight quite often at his place where we had sex. It was
with a little regret that I later had him arrested for dealing in the
distribution of counterfeit currency. It was during our sessions of love
making that I found out how he was able to live in such a fine place that
we would spend the night and that was by this passing on of money that was
being printed in Germany.
He was quite a good lover in our sex acts, having a cock nearly as big
as mine, one that you could really hold as it was being sucked on in the
moving of the hand to bring forth his seed to savour before
swallowing. Mind you, I also loved having him doing the same to me when we
both did it at the same time. That's not forgetting having him up my
backside to feel his lovely tool ploughing my meadow, ironing out any kinks
in the pleasure of having him moving in and out of me. I also loved the
fucking of him with his firm young body and tight backside.
I didn't push him too hard in getting the name of the man he dealt
with in Germany as opposed to pushing hard when I was up behind him in my
coming inside him. It was Manfred Steiner and he usually met him in a club
called The Blue Parrot in Berlin, a transvestite club.
This information I passed on to Spencer who then wanted me to take on
the job of finding this man and getting this counterfeiting operation put
out of business. When he asked me how I had come across this information, I
wasn't ashamed to tell him it was through sex which somehow didn't seem to
surprise him. He later told me that much delicate information was found by
this means whether it was from males or females and also used people of
this ilk to gather more.
He wanted me to follow this up because of my speaking German with the
bonus of it being with a Berlin accent, and introduced me to Bill Tolliver
who would be my control whilst there. I was also sent off to the Treasury
department to be shown some of this counterfeit money that they had
obtained. I couldn't tell the difference but was assured that it was
indeed, funny money.
At a briefing by Spencer, Bill and I were told to find out what we
could and then pass this on to the German counterparts of his office for
them to deal with it, but to try and remain undercover. Now how this gang
of money makers got to know of Bill and myself, I never did find out, but
they knew of us when it later came down to a confrontation.
So a few days later, after telling Charlie that I would be away for a
while and on being asked where I was going, said I couldn't tell him but
only that I was doing a job for the Treasury. I packed the barest minimum
of clothing into a small suitcase and not carrying anything of a personal
nature except for my passport which I had to have to fly in and out of the
countries.
I duly met up with Bill and we then went off to Heathrow and flew to
Berlin. On arrival there, Bill rented a car from the Hertz car rental desk
and with both of us knowing Berlin, he drove me to the Hotel Europa where I
would be staying and he would be at the Hotel Olympus. We stayed in
separate hotels so that we wouldn't be seen together and with me having
been given the description of Manfred Steiner, it would be me going into
the club while he sat in the car close by until contact was made.
He picked me up close to my hotel the following evening and drove to
drop me off near The Blue Parrot and would wait for me to emerge. I went in
and sat down at one of the vacant tables and ordered a drink, not really
taking any notice of the performers on the small stage but studied the
customers inside and of those that came in during the evening.
I kept getting approached by some of the stage performers but ignored
them that first night but on the second night there, not having seen this
Manfred, realised that I stood out by not having a drink with one of these
men dressed up as women.
You Tracey, were the most perfect looking female of them all and so it
was you that I let sit down with me for drinks in between your stints on
the stage while I still scanned all the men in the club and of those that
came in later. Though you attracted me, I couldn't get involved because of
the reason I was there in the first place.
It was on the third night that I spotted Manfred when he came in and
sat down at a table with two other men and ordered some drinks. They stuck
out like sore thumbs there being three of them all sitting at the one table
whereas all the other occupied tables only had a single man sitting there
and knew that they were the dealers. If you hadn't of been sitting down at
my table, I would have gone straight over to them, but waited till you left
to sing your songs on the stage.
I still waited for a little while before getting up and going over to
them.
`Are you Manfred Steiner?' I asked in German, seeing him straighten up
as did the other two at being approached by a stranger.
`I might be,' he answered warily. `Who are you?'
`Kane. Marcus Kane,' and could have bitten my tongue out for using my
real name and not giving him a false one.
`Kane?' he said in a rising voice as he rose up to his feet, the other
two rising slowly in order as he pulled out a gun from a shoulder
holster. I too had a gun in a holder under my coat but knew that he would
get a shot off before I would be able to get my gun out. So I lunged across
the table at him as he raised the gun up and fired at me.
My head seemed to explode with the sudden pain and from that point I
knew no more until you told me that the bullet made a furrow over my scalp
as I hit him across the throat, killing him instantly. You also went on to
tell me that I hit another man in the same fashion who died later in
hospital. The other man had his arm broken by me before you pulled me away
as the club erupted in panic at the gunshot and the fight that upturned the
table with all three men on the floor.
I don't remember you getting me into a taxi and taking me to that
hotel where you cleaned me up and got me into bed. Much to your annoyance,
I didn't even remember us having sex three times that night before morning
when I finally did wake up.
And what a way to be woken up with you sitting astride of my thighs
and riding on my morning erection bringing me up to the present.
`Yes,' Tracey said, with my erection now in his hand at the thought
and holding it upright. `And it was lovely,' as he moved up and got himself
astride of my thighs and I had the pleasure of seeing and feeling him put
the head to his backside and with a big sigh, sank down on it, making me
gasp and give out a groan at once again having my cock slide back up into
him.
`Yes, I remember doing this and simply loved what I was doing as I do
now,' he said as he moved himself up and down on me. `It was the first time
that I rode you instead of you riding me and I was in heaven. Loving you as
a man and where you were as you are now. You were the man for me and I'm
glad that you came to love me as much as I loved you over those days in
Berlin.
Fighting those men that tried to hustle me later and wouldn't let
them, protecting me...'
`As you protected me in that warehouse,' I interrupted.
`What did you think when you came awake with me doing this,' his
inside muscle flexing itself round my cock as he smiled at me in his moving
on me.
`I think I groaned at seeing that I was fucking a boy.'
`A boy?' Tracey cried and I grinned.
`Yes, a boy but later saw you transform yourself into a woman. A very
desirable woman that I wanted to fuck again.'
`Which you did. How many times did you fuck me in that hotel room?' he
asked, still moving on me and loving every movement he made.
`I lost count,' I grinned, `and I'm not far off coming now as I did
then, only hearing you jerk yourself off into some tissues as I did come.'
`Yes, but later you let me come over your chest whilst in this
position and made me lick it up when we'd finished.'
`You can do it again if you want too,' I said with a smile as I began
to buck my hips and saw his smile as he took hold of his own erect cock and
begin to jerk himself off.
As I started to come, ejecting my seed up into his backside, I watched
as a stream of semen started to shoot out of the eye of his cock to land on
my chest. We both gave out groans at the relief we got from ridding
ourselves of our sperm, mine into you and yours onto me. He grinned as he
came to a stop in both the moving of his hand on his erection as well as
riding on me, and just sat there smiling down at me.
`This reminds me of a song, with different words, that I knew as a
young boy, though you're nothing like the man in the song,' and he began to
sing as he moved himself up and down again on my still hard cock up inside
him.
` "I was riding in the park one day, when a man came along the way,
and there to my surprise,... he opened up his flies, ...and I laughed at
what he got out to display." But I wouldn't laugh at what you've got,' he
added after the song and gave out a groan as he got up off me, my still
hard erection flopping onto my stomach as he got off of me and the bed and
went to the bathroom, letting me see those wonderful peach halves of his
bum move so seductively as he moved out of sight. He was back in a few
minutes with a wet cloth and a towel and began to wash me clean before
getting back on the bed and into my arms.
`Well you now know the story of my life, well what I can remember. The
only blanks are where I was hit on the head, first by a bullet and then by
a cricket bat,' I said after a few minutes of kissing each other.
`In some ways I'm glad that you had amnesia,' Tracey began, stroking
my chest. `For it brought us really together,' which he grinned at the
thought and way he said it, `for I fell in love with you and you came to
love me too. To love me enough to go through the having of a proper
wedding, the like of which I had only dreamt of having,' and he kissed me
as I remembered it well. Surprised that two men could actually get married
in a church, but just loved to see Tracey walk down the aisle, all dressed
in white and on the arm of Charlie who acted in place of his father.
I had loved Tracey even more at seeing the radiance on his face as he
came to stand beside me as we became true partners and I moved and rolled
Tracey over onto his front and lifted him up onto his knees and got up
behind him. I then made love to him as only two men could and hoped that I
could carry on doing this for a long, long time.
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